Luyện nghe bài hát The Night The Lights Went Out In Georgia

He was on his way home Candletop,
Been two weeks gone, and he'd he'd stop,
At Web's and have him a drink 'fore he went to her.
Andy Warlord "Hello."
He "How. What's doin'?"
Wo said: "Sit down, I got bad news and it's gonna hurt."

He said: "I'm your friend, and you know that's right,
"But your bride ain't home tonight.
you been gone, she's been seeing that Amos boy, Seth."
Now he got mad, and he saw red.
Andy said: "Boy, don't you your head,
'Cos to tell you the truth, I've with her myself."

That's the night that the lights out in Georgia.
That's the that they hung an innocent man.
Well, trust your soul to no backwoods, southerly lawyer.
'Cos the judge in the town's got blood on his hands.

Well got scared, and left the bar,
Walkin' on home, he didn't live far.
You see, didn't have many friends,
And he lost him one.
Brother thought his wife musta town,
So he home and finally found,
The only thing Papa had him, and that was a gun.

He off to Andy's house,
Slippin' through the woods quiet as a mouse.
Came upon some too small for Andy to make.
He looked through the at the back porch door,
And he saw lyin on the floor,
In a of blood, and he started to shake.

Well the Georgia patrol was making rounds,
So he fired a just to flag them down.
And a big-bellied grabbed his gun and said "Why'd you do it?"

Judge said on a make-believe trial,
Slapped the sherriff on the back a smile,
And "Supper's waitin' at home, and I gotta get to it."

That's the that the lights went out in Georgia.
That's the night that they hung an man.
Well, don't your soul to no backwoods, southerly lawyer.
'Cos the judge in the town's got blood on his hands.

Well, they hung my brother I could say,
The tracks he saw on his way,
To Andy's house and that night were mine.
And his cheatin' had never left town,
one body that'll never be found.
You see, his little sister miss when she aims her gun.

That's the that the lights went out in Georgia.
That's the night they hung an innocent man.
Well, trust your soul to no backwoods, southerly lawyer.
'Cos the in the town's got blood stains on his hands.

That's the night the lights went out in Georgia.
the night that they hung an innocent man.
Well, don't your soul to no backwoods, southerly lawyer.
the judge in the town's got blood stains on his hands.